I can never know the feeling
this falling star can only show
sea above natures panted ceiling
standing spinning under crushing under toe
Human hands pulling down even deeper
mind a sky sailing never stop
so my sinking loves my keeper
a hungry rhythm with privet locks
treasures truly glowing deep
pain rise's seeing missing flops
forever hiding foggy keeps
creeping regress in unchanging props
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